Chapter 214
Chapter 214
Dev purchased a bouquet of chrysanthemums and visited the cemetery.
Before he walked over, he saw a tall, straight figure kneeling at the tombstone.
The man had disheveled hair and a pallid face, so haggard that Dev almost didn’t recognize him.
He anticipated that Sebastian was about to speak to Scarlett, so he halted.
After waiting for a long time, Sebastian remained silent, his gaze fixed on the photo as he watched it in
quiet contemplation.
Dev also walked over and placed the chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone,
Sebastian’s eyelashes trembled slightly, as if sensing someone had come, yet he did not look up, as if
he already knew who it
was.
The two men stood silently in front of the tombstone, gazing at the photo, neither speaking nor
harboring any hatred.
towards one another.
After a long silence, Dev spoke first, “Do you love her?”
Sebastian felt a pang of regret in his heart as if he had fallen into an abyss of despair, unable to free
himself.
He raised his trembling hand and, with a press of his right wrist, released a flow of blood that brought
him a slight sense of relief
Upon viewing the injury on his wrist. Dey seemed to comprehend something. It appears that you do
love her…”
Sebastian pursed his thin lips and remained silent, his right wrist increasingly squeezed by the hand
pressing on it.
Dev glanced at him and didn’t prevent him from self-harming. He kept asking. “Do you think she loved
you?”
Sebastian’s words seemed to stimulate him, causing him to raise his head and look at Dev with his
scarlet eyes.
“The person she loved had always been you…”
For the past five years, she had been calling out Liam’s name in her sleep, never once uttering
Sebastian’s, so how could she possibly love him?
The words she left him made him feel that, although she may have had feelings for him, it was not
love.
Dev suddenly felt that Sebastian was very sad. He couldn’t even figure out Scarlett’s feelings for him.
No wonder he was so indifferent to her.
He had no intention of informing Sebastian of the truth; instead, he would let Sebastian remain in the
anguish of mistakenly believing that Scarlett did not love him.
He ceased speaking to Sebastian and, from his suit bag, took out a wedding photo which he placed in
front of Scarlett’s
tombstone.
He gazed at Scarlett’s photo and murmured, ‘Scarlett, I kept my word and married you. You will be my
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Seeing the photo, Sebastian’s face suddenly turned pale. “You… married her?”
Seeing that Sebastian found it hard to accept, Dev could not help but smile, ‘She was mine to begin
with. Is there anything. wrong with that?”
Sebastian picked up the marriage certificate, and upon seeing Scarlett and Dev’s joyous smiles, he
was overcome with jealousy.
His red eyes blazing, he tore the marriage certificate uncontrollably, like a madman, roaring hysterically
at Dev,
“She is not yours. She is mine. I won’t allow you to marry her!”
Dev was not angry. He just looked at him calmly. “When she was by your side, you clearly had so many
opportunities to marry her, but you only made her a secret lover. You gave her up, so what
qualifications do you have to prevent me from marrying her?”
This sentence was like countless knives, fiercely stabbing at Sebastian’s heart.
One after another, the sharp invisible blades stabbed him, causing him pain.
He desperately sought to reign in his emotions, yet the harder he tried, the more he found himself
crumbling
He was thrust into an abyss of everlasting damnation, suffering so intensely that he could not free
himself.
When Dey saw him, he felt no sympathy, instead, he looked at him at eye level.
He looked at Sebastian, whose eyes were red to the point of tears, and said word by word, “Do you
know? I had never forced myself on her, she was so pure and cherishable to me.”